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Studded collars...

Mom...


I got off the plane and sighed. I had gotten Dan to take me home to pack, then drive me to the airport. I sighed, and walked over to the taxi's getting in one, and telling him the address. I sighed, slumping down in my seat, terrified, of what was going to happen when I got to my parents. What if they turned me down? What was I going to do then? I had no Idea where any of my past friends lived now, and I had no other siblings. I was going to be a homeless junkie in a year from now, with nothing but my suitcase's and maybe a trolley if I was lucky. I was interrupted from my thoughts by the taxi stopping, and me looking out to my old house. Once he drove off I sighed, and walked up to the door, knocking on it lightly. I could hear my mom's footsteps on the other side of the door, and I grasped the handle to my suitcase's until my knuckled were nearly white.

She opened the door and stared at me in disbelief. "Mai??"
"Hi mom." I whispered. She studied my face for a few minutes before pulling me to her and wrapped her arms around me. "My baby girl. I've missed you so much." She said, and I felt tears flowing down my face. "I've missed you to mom." I said, and she let me go, grabbing one of my suitcases, and leading me inside. "Sweetheart where did you go, what's the matter?" My mom asked, sitting me down as I begun to cry. I told here everything, the gang, the plan, Andy, and how Andy told me that it was completely over. She sighed, and hugged me. "Darling. I'm so sorry. Life's hard sweetheart, and there will be someone else out there for you."
"But I don't want anyone else I want Andy." I cried, and she sighed, kissing my forehead. "Come on sweetheart. Don't cry please. Go upstairs and get changed into some PJ's, and I'll order some pizza. I take it you want the usual?" She asked, and I nodded, wiping my eyes. I went upstairs. I opened the door to my old bedroom, and breathed in the sent of perfume and air freshener. I walked in, and looked around at all the memories. Mom hadn't taken anything down, and it was the same as I left it when I was 16, with all the band posters and photo's of me and Dan on the walls. I sighed, and smiled, remembering all the times I was happy, and never wanted anything to change It was so long ago that I couldn't really remember why I wanted to leave, just that if I didn't get out I didn't know what would happen.

I put on a plain strappy top with some PJ shorts, along with my Batman slippers, and I tied my hair back out of my face. I wiped off my make-up, and went back downstairs, sitting on the sofa with my legs tucked underneath me. The phone rung, and my mom popped her head in the room from the kitchen.

"Sweetheart can you get that for me please?" She asked, and I nodded, picking it up. "Hello?"
"Mai? Is that you?"
"Yes and who is this?"
"It's Dan. I was just going to check that you got there but your mobiles off."
"I know, I just wanted to get away from everything."
"I don't blame you. How's your mom?"
"She's good, she's gave me my old bedroom back, and it's still got all our photo's on it from high school."
"Really? Oh my god you have to photo copy them so I can get a copy?"
"Yeah sure, I'll do that some time."
"But you have to come down and give them me in person."
"Fine, like a little holiday."
"Yeah, it'll have to be after my honeymoon though, were going tomorrow."
"Oi Mr, remember to behave yourselves. I don't want you getting kicked out the hotel for doing the nasty to loud."
"OK darling. I'll bite down on a pillow or something...or maybe his shoulder."
"TMI sweetheart, where you going anyway?"
"Italy. It's going to be so good."
"Well make sure you take pictures for me to see when you get back."
"Don't worry sweetheart I will. Anyway I better go, Kenneth needs help shutting his suitcase. See you later sweetie, and be safe."
"I will darling, bye." I said, and he hung up.

I smiled, and put down the phone, and my mom came back in. "Who was that?"
"Dan, he's going on his honeymoon."
"Really? Oh my god I'm so happy for him. Who's the lucky groom then?"
"Kenneth."
"Aww, that's cute. At least he's got the wedding he wanted."
"I know. he deserves it."
"So do you."
"I really don't. I don't even think I'm going to get married."
"Don't get your hopes down darling. There's someone out there for you, you just need to be patient."
"I think I just messed up the one who was for me." I sighed, and my mom hugged me. "Darling, there's always second chances, you just need to look beyond the impossible, and make it possible. Trust me, everything will be fine eventually, you just need to wait." She said, an I sighed, smiling at her. "I hope so mom. I really hope so."

Notes

Guys thank you so much for all the support in the story so far. It's really appreciated, and I love to read what you guys think about it. :)

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Comments

saw that coming... shoulda kept the part about him being a playboy secret

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2/3/15

I love this story !

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8/7/13